Luyện nghe bài hát Senses Working Overtime

Hey, hey, the clouds are
There's for the donkeys
And the innocents can all safely
All sleep

My, my, sun is pie
There's for the cannons
And the guilty can all sleep safely
All sleep

And all the world is
just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch,
And I've got one, two, three, four,

working overtime
Trying to this all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

working overtime
Trying to taste the difference a lemon and a lime
Pain and pleasure and the church softly chime

Hey hey, fights day
There's for the thinkers
And the can all live slowly
All live

My, my, the sky cry
Jewels for the
And the one's can all die slowly
All die

And all the is biscuit-shaped
It's just for me to feed my
And I can see, hear, smell, touch,
And got one, two, three, four, five

Senses working
Trying to this all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

working overtime
Trying to taste the 'tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and and the church bells softly chime

And birds might fall from black
And might give you black eyes
And might skid on black ice
But to me it's very, beautiful
(England's glory!)

(A beauty!)

And all the world is
It's for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch,
And got one, two, three, four, five

Senses overtime
Trying to this all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

Senses working
Trying to the difference 'tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure and one, two, three, four, five

Senses working
to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

Senses working
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a and a lime
Pain and pleasure and the bells softly chime